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11/13/09
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It's their money. It's not yours. You didn't earn it. You're not entitled to it. If they want to spend their waning years on expensive spa vacations or experimental arthritis treating hypnosis, it's not your place to tell them that they're wasting your money. Because it's theirs! #dearabby
11/13/09
That was one of the things that made me the nuttiest in college. None of my friends had to have jobs thanks to their parents' good fortune, hard work, and generosity. Because of it, many of them because brats. One of my friends had a car bought for him by his mother unexpectedly and threw a fit because it wasn't a color he wanted. What? Who does that?
Your boyfriend's money is not yours. If your sibling hits the lottery they are not required to give you anything. If your parents want to spend their last penny on something for themselves instead of leaving you any, that is their business.
In short: Get a job, punks!
11/13/09
I got super duper death ray eyes once when I challenged a trust fund friend who made some snotty remarks about people who rely on government assistance. "Yeah, that sucks when people don't work for their money. Working for your money is having a dead grandpa who owned a bunch of banks in the 1960's and wrote you into the will. That takes good old fashioned hard work." #dearabby
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His reason? They should have put more money into savings. I suppose instead of sending him to college, since that actually is where the money went!
At the same time, there are a lot of people really hurt by their parents growing up, and I don't feel like they are obligated to help them. But if you are going to give unasked for opinions to the people who are funding it? You should probably put your money where your mouth is and stop sending them $1000 shit they don't want! #dearabby
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I'm of the opinion that if your parents paid for you to get through school and have provided you with emotional support as an adult, then it's pretty heartless to abandon them when they need you to help them care for themselves. #dearabby
11/13/09
What was really aggravating? My uncle's wife who kept insisting that my mother was taking "what was rightfully theirs!" She not only didn't take anything, she turned down what my G'ma left her in her will to appease her brothers - who'd done NOTHING to support their parents. There wasn't a lot left thanks to end of life nursing care.
So Mom made no income (except for the ocassional freelance gig doing drapes or pillows), was at her folks beck and call, and had to listen to her mother go on and on about how her youngest sister was just a paragon. She married very well and gram was a bit shallow. That aunt's daughter got all gram's good diamond/platinum jewelry - and this still burns, mostly because they can afford to buy anything they want. My gradmother actually asked me for sterling and crystal stuff back that she'd given me when I was 16 to give to the same daughter, but I told her I treasured it and wore it so she dropped the subject, or I'd have nothing of hers. I never told Mom - it would have hurt her to know.
ANYWHO - after all of that tending and sucking it up, my mom was accused of trying to steal her older brother's "inheritance" by his wife. I doubt I'll ever be able to spend any time with that aunt again.
My mother got nothing - the kids had all helped buy their parent's house so they could live mortgage free in their dotage. My parents contribution to the fund was for nothing because she was NOT inclined to fight them - so my uncles and the "married well" aunt (all of which are better off than my widowed Mom - who lost my Dad during this same time period) got a huge return on their investment when the house sold (more than a 1/4 of a million - lakeside double lot in FL) while my mother got nothing.
She did have the satisfaction of knowing her mother was cared for well - in her own home - during the last days (6 MNTHS) of her life.
It really made me love my mother so much more watching her rise above this mess. You can bet I'll smother her quickly when her time comes. #dearabby
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This is so completely awful--deciding who goes out to get firewood is like Sophie's Choice every fucking day. The women and girls go to collect firewood, they run the very real risk of the Janjaweed raping them. The men and boys go out to collect firewood, they run the very real risk of the Janjaweed killing them.
06/01/09
We are just like Romeo and Juliet
We're happy, young, and bubbling with love.
I can't wait to read the ending! --I can't either!
But I'm sure it turns out real swell
I bet Romeo marries his Juliet
They have a baby, and make lots of friends.
That's probably the way the play ends.
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+ Watch video
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Those guys sound like real Dix.
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...I feel terrible punning about this. Those bastards.
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And done that.
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Death by apothecary?
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Of course, the iconic setting comes at a steep price.
A montage w/ The Cardigans?
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